Brain Shop

O neighbor can I borrow some wits

I’m out of my mind, you see

I went shopping for brains at the market

but they wouldn’t sell them to me

 

They said my head looked hollow

my pulse was faint and weak

and what good would brains do me

if I couldn’t even think

 

So here I stand empty headed

please can you be so kind

I’m trying to think some thoughts

please can you loan me a mind?

 

I promise to return it!

 

“One must guard his mind more than anything else, for it produces all the results of life.”  ~Proverbs 4:23

About the Author
Chana holds an M.S. in Special Education. Her innovative poems, essays and lectures reflect two and a half decades of experience working with students of all ages and abilities. Chana's writing has been published on Chabad.org, meaningfullife.com as well as in The Canadian Jewish News, The Jewish Press, and AMI. As a longtime volunteer with the Friendship Circle, Chana was recognised by the Ontario Legislature for “bringing a smile to the faces of children with special needs.” Although Chana 's "heart is in the east" she currently lives with her with her family in Toronto.
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